"This is the last competition. The previous competitions went well, but this last one..." Yan Lingyu glanced at the contestants below, "I'm afraid it won't be so peaceful."
I don’t know what those demon cultivators are planning secretly.
Looking at the methodical weapon refining of the contestants below, Song Yizhi said slowly, "I think a competition with ten people will be uneasy."
After saying that, Song Yizhi yawned again.
Maybe because I am not a weapon refiner, this weapon refiner conference is really boring.
I really want to go back to sleep, ah no, practice, practice.
Seeing that Song Yizhi was really not interested, Yan Lingyu shook his head, "Look at you, look at them, they are all more energetic than you."
Song Yizhi waved his hand and said with special admiration, "I really don't know how they can stand it."
"Bei Xianyue and I are observing whether there are any seedlings. After all, good seedlings are only found in thousands. If we find good seedlings, we will recommend them to the sect." Lu Li said.
Bei Xianyue nodded.
Chief disciple is not only a title, an identity and an honor, it is also a responsibility.
Wei Ling said, "I just want to see if I can find someone. After all, the Wei family is also short of weapon refiners."
Her purpose is similar to that of Yan Lingyu, but she definitely can't win over young masters of aristocratic families like Yan Lingyu, so she can only settle for the next best thing.
Chu He said, "We have never seen it before, so we find it novel."
Shen Zheng and Baili Qi nodded in agreement.
Qin Jiazhang said, "Are we the only brothers and sisters who are as uninterested as Miss Song in co-writing?"
Song Yizhi turned to look at the brother and sister, as if he had finally found someone of the same mind.
"This scene is almost over." Yan Lingyu adjusted his sitting posture, still sitting upright.
Song Yizhi responded. She looked around and found that Bei Xianyue and the others were sitting very upright.
After catching a glimpse of the elders on the high platform, Song Yizhi suddenly realized, and then showed a waning expression to them.
Bei Xianyue glanced at Song Yizhi, and while the elders above were talking sideways, she quickly reached out and poked Song Yizhi's waist.
Song Yizhi looked at Bei Xianyue with accusing eyes.
Yan Lingyu and Song Yizhi said, "We have a rest tomorrow and I'll come and play with you?"
"Aren't you busy?" Song Yizhi asked.
Yan Lingyu looked at the weapon refining competition below which was coming to an end and said, "It's not bad."
Song Yizhi said no more.
After the rankings for the last competition came out, people in the weapon refining building left one after another.
When they were almost gone, Song Yizhi and his party got up and prepared to go back.
"We have a rest tomorrow, why don't we go out for a walk?" Wei Ling made a suggestion.
Bei Xianyue glanced at Song Yizhi and said, "I won't go. I have to watch her practice."
It's rare that Song Yizhi wants to practice cultivation. As a senior, he must give everything he has to teach him.
Song Yizhi glanced at Bei Xianyue helplessly, "Cultivation is all about self-consciousness. If I don't want to practice, I won't practice even if you stare at me."
This makes sense, but is it really okay to leave Song Yizhi to practice alone at home?
"Then you practice at home and we go out to play?" Bei Xianyue said.
Song Yizhi nodded, "If you have any seeds, Lingzhi, remember to buy them for me."
Bei Xianyue nodded helplessly.
Okay, even if she figured it out and started practicing, her love for farming still hasn't changed.
The group of people were talking as they walked. When they reached the exit of the refining building, they bumped into Qu Peier and his group again.
Song Yizhi and the others looked at each other, and then tacitly ignored this group of people.
Pang Xiaoyu laughed twice maliciously, and then deliberately said loudly, "Hey, do you poor people have a place to live? If not, we can give you a room!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the senior brothers and sisters beside her laughed instantly, all of them laughing maliciously.
The other people who were about to go out were also attracted by this dispute and stopped to watch.
Beixianyue's merciless pressure spread away.
The indiscriminate attack made Qu Pei'er, his party and the onlookers kneel on the ground.
Lu Li sighed.
Another step slower!
Qu Pei'er quickly unfolded the magic weapon, but in the end it was still a step too slow.
She put her hands on the ground to avoid falling to the ground in embarrassment due to the pressure.
As the magic weapon unfolded to withstand Bei Xianyue's pressure, Qu Pei'er stood up with difficulty. Her knees that had been kneeling on the ground hurt so much that she looked ugly.
It was better for Qu Pei'er to have a magic weapon to protect her body, but it was different for the others.
Pang Xiaoyu's mouth and nose were bleeding, and the spiritual power in her body surged.
Wei Ling raised his hand to cover his mouth and smiled strangely, "Oh no, no, no, how could a majestic beast master come to the Refining City and stay in an inn? No, you can't even afford a house. Bar!"
Shen Zheng and others looked at Wei Ling, who was sarcastic and sarcastic, and silently gave her a thumbs up.
"You!" Qu Pei'er used her magic weapon to withstand Bei Xianyue's pressure. Her beautiful eyes were filled with fire, and she gritted her teeth and threatened, "My master is the master of the Beast Control Sect! Just wait!"
"Oh, I'm so scared." Bei Xianyue imitated Wei Ling and spoke in a coquettish manner.
Seeing Bei Xianyue not afraid at all and still mocking herself, Qu Peier's expression turned even more ugly.
"Give me your name!" Qu Peier said angrily, "I will make you pay the price!"
Beixianyue crossed her arms with her chest, her posture was elegant and noble, "Hehuan Sect Beixianyue."
Looking at Qu Pei'er's pale face, Bei Xianyue smiled slightly, "You, a monk who has not even entered the top 100 of the Splendid List, how dare you speak arrogantly in front of me?"
As for her master, her master is the leader of the Hehuan Sect and has great power in overcoming calamities!
In terms of cultivation, her Nascent Soul is perfect!
How dare she be so arrogant as a late-stage Jindan monk?
Is it because of the master of the Beast Control Sect?
That old immortal is just in the late stage of integration.
Bei Xianyue couldn't understand.
Qu Pei'er looked at the noble and cold Bei Xianyue, with jealousy mixed with unwillingness, and a trace of viciousness flashed in her eyes.
"hiss!"
A colorful venomous snake flew over from the side and behind, its fangs aimed at Bei Xianyue's slender goose neck.
Bei Xianyue quickly raised her hand to build a barrier, and Lu Li's long sword was also unsheathed.
However, there is one person who is faster.
Song Yizhi pinched the seven inches of the venomous snake with two fingers, and with a slight exertion of his fingers, the vigorous venomous snake instantly drooped into a single line.
Blood spilled from the corner of Qu Pei'er's mouth.
Seeing this, what else do Beixianyue and the others not understand?
Bei Xianyue's expression was cold and stern, she raised her hand and struck him with a palm.
"bump!"
Qu Pei'er's body flew out, and she hit the wall hard, making a heart-wrenching "click" sound, and then she fell to the ground.
Qu Pei'er spit out a mouthful of blood, and the pain from the dislocation of her spinal bones made her face distort.
Looking at the vulnerable Qu Pei'er, Bei Xianyue sneered, and then raised her hand again.
"Junior! Too arrogant!"
Before the coercive voice fell, a strike from the air was directed at the nine Beixianyue people.
Song Yizhi quickly sacrificed the magical weapon.
"bump--"
When the barrier collided with the blow, the barrier was safe, and so were the innocent people protected by the barrier.
The innocent people who survived the disaster all looked at Song Yizhi gratefully.
The remaining power from the collision fell on Qu Pei'er and his party.
Bei Xianyue and Lu Li's figures flashed, holding long swords, and their figures were already a hundred meters away.
(End of chapter)
